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Drums The Book Of Stories

getting harder, instead it's getting harder I thought my life would get easier, Instead it's darker, instead it's getting colder... Without you My life's a book of short stories

getting harder, instead it's getting harder I thought my life would get easier, Instead it's darker, instead it's getting colder... Without you My life's a book of short stories

getting harder, instead it's getting harder I thought my life would get easier, Instead it's darker, instead it's getting colder... Without you My life's a book of short stories

can't do the things I do on these streets [Abstract Rude:] Peeped the game, wrote the book seen that look before been that crook at the store had hookers

I'm so rugged in Tims and black jeans I'm so rugged I carry a canteen In this urban jungle like a malaria vaccine [Chorus] [Verse 3] Vocabulary dropper My rap book

hard Strip bars, no bras, wet leotards and a mink in, next album blood on Seth Abram Keep a Gambino PlayStation in your playpen Discovery Channel, cats that book

you think we've come to? What does it take to follow through? Who is it making you move? Heavens to Murgatroyd The situation's purgatory Brer Rabbit stories, burn categories The allegory is Adam's story

is the one with the drum The others all play with him It shows you what a boy can become Without a sense of rhythm There's Beatle books and T-shirts

is the one with the drum, The others all play with him. It shows you what a boy can become Without a sense of rhythm. There's Beatle books and T-shirts